Ps. 40:5 “Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: …they are more than can be numbered.”

Hear the passion in David’s words as he calls out to God with amazement that God’s thoughts are toward his children. Did David ponder these words as he sat beneath the stars with his contented sheep resting in peaceful sleep? Or perhaps he has just come in from a victory in the battlefield; or is he sitting down to lunch with his family when a sweep of emotion comes over him? At another time the same rush of emotion comes to him and he puts words to the wonder that God is deeply involved in the lives of his people.

“The Lord looketh from heaven; he beholdeth all the sons of men. From the place of his habitation he looketh upon all the inhabitants of the earth. …he considereth all their works” (Ps. 33:13-15)

Passion. I long for passion. It seems we are now so far removed from words which can express our love for the Lord and his love for us. “Awesome God: Yes, He is. But “awesome” has become so trite. “He loves me, Oh, yes, he love me, Oh, …” Jesus, give me some words with teeth in them. But, when all is said and done, nothing can move me to passion more than sitting quietly before Jesus – speechless.